An odd, frustrating day. But it was a pretty odd, frustrating day. That's something. Sunny, and our high was (so far) only 79˚F.

The fox made its foxy sounds for a while early this afternoon. That was nice.

I dithered and grew increasingly angry with myself. To quote Thelma Ritter's character in The Misfits (1961), "I'm just so sick and tired of ( Read more... )

My mind is perfectly willing to give up sleep. But my body, traitorous thing, refuses to sign off on the deal ( Read more... )